Yesterday began my journey into the running world. I met my friend after work for Day 1 of the Couch to 5k program. We took a deep breath and just dove in. All in all, I’d say it was a success … mainly because I didn’t:

1. Collapse
2. Puke
3. Cry
4.

I did, however, feel like my insides were going to fall out of my hoo-ha. Is that normal? Also, my exercise pants were creeping down and my undies were riding UP which is a terrible combination. I won’t be wearing those pants again. I’ll save them for yoga.

Having someone with me to keep me going made all the difference in the world. I like to think I’m a motivated person, but when it comes to doing something seriously uncomfortable, I prefer to just give up and/or lie down. This afternoon we’re going to do it again … this time I’ll be wearing shorts and I fully expect to have a wardrobe malfunction of some sort.

I’m coming for you, 5k race!!!!